WHEN I die, please can I have a funeral rather than a “celebration of her life”?

Can I have hymns with organ music rather than Andy Williams or Showaddywaddy?

Can everyone wear black, rather than pink or their football club colours?

Will you all be sad and weep and cry uncontrollably, instead of being happy that I was once alive?

And flowers are my second favourite living things, the more the merrier.

In the meantime, I’m too busy celebrating my life now.

Lorraine Forbes, Belmore Road, Eastbourne